Despond, then, no longer, the Lord will provide. And this be the token--no word he hath spoken Was ever yet broken: "The Lord will provide." March on, then, right boldly; the sea shall divide; The pathway made glorious, with shoutings victorious We'll join in the chorus, "The Lord will provide." --Mary Ann W. Cook. It is faith, The feeling that there's God. He reigns and rules Out of this low world. --Robert Browning. FAITH IS THE VICTORY Encamped along the hills of light, Ye Christian soldiers, rise, And press the battle ere the night Shall veil the glowing skies; Against the foe in vales below Let all our strength be hurled; Faith is the victory, we know, That overcomes the world. His banner over us is love, Our sword the word of God; We tread the road the saints above With shouts of triumph trod; By faith they, like a whirlwind's breath, Swept on o'er every field; The faith by which they conquered death Is still our shining shield. On every hand the foe we find Drawn up in dread array; Let tents of ease be left behind, And--onward to the fray; Salvation's helmet on each head, With truth all girt about, The earth shall tremble 'neath our tread, And echo with our shout. To him that overcomes the foe White raiment shall be given; Before the angels he shall know His name confessed in heaven; Then onward from the hills of light, Our hearts with love aflame, We'll vanquish all the hosts of night In Jesus' conquering name. --John H. Yates. RELIGIOUS DIFFERENCES Yes, we do differ when we most agree, For words are not the same to you and me, And it may be our several spiritual needs Are best supplied by seeming different creeds. And, differing, we agree in one Inseparable communion, If the true life be in our hearts; the faith Which not to want is death; To want is penance; to desire Is purgatorial fire; To hope is paradise; and to believe Is all of heaven that earth can e'er receive. --Hartley Coleridge. THE LORD WILL PROVIDE Though troubles assail, and dangers affright, Though friends should all fail, and foes all unite, Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, The promise assures us, "The Lord will provide." The birds, without barn or storehouse, are fed; From them let us learn to trust for our bread: His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied, So long as 'tis written, "The Lord will provide." When Satan appears to stop up our path, And fills us with fears, we triumph by faith; He can not take from us, though oft he has tried, The heart-cheering promise, "The Lord will provide."